'What is this? Did he drug me...?' Sefira asked herself, her body vibrating with pleasure as Will, pinning her in what he referred to as a mating press, slowly and deliberately stimulated her cervix with shallow, steady thrusts. She had thought to stop him several times, but the fluttery feeling she felt in her chest when he nuzzled the side of her head and neck with his nose, combined with the tingling across her brain, filled her with reluctance...